"Where am I?" Jack Frost gazed into the sky and the moon was shining brightly above him. He did not know how long he had been asleep or awake, and he did not have any memories. His eyes focused on the moon's bright surface and he began to remember…a girl. The moon reminded him there was a beautiful girl, and he loved her. But the moon did not reveal any meaning to that memory.
Jack looked to his bare feet, and the surface beneath was a frozen over lake. What is it that I'm supposed to remember? Who am I and what am I doing here?
The moon's reflection glistened on the frozen lake, prompting Jack to look back onto the brightly glowing moon hanging in the sky.
Jack felt the moon spirit's presence, which seemed to tell him he had to find this girl—no matter what. Who was this girl, and why is she so important?
Jack picked up a nearby stick and started to walk towards the woods. If he was meant to find this girl, he should start in town. He quickly realized he had the ability to fly, and joyously levitated into the air. Jack laughed in celebration and assured himself that this task would be easy now that he had special powers.
In flight, Jack noticed a town not too far from where he began, with people walking. He landed on the ground and walked toward a group of kids chatting near a community fountain.
"Hey! I'm looking for someone. Can you-" he was cut in mid-sentence as he felt a pressure behind him. Suddenly a woman carrying a basket walked through him. "Come on Joseph, you have to come home with me," the woman called out to one of the children. "I'm coming!" The boy jumped up to join his mother, and the pair walked through Jack.
Jack was startled and gasped. "You can't see me?" He turned around and stared at the mother and child walking away from him. Jack looked down toward his body. He felt real, but he began to question his existence. His face crumpled in frustration, and he grasped his staff with both hands. What am I?
Once again, Jack looked towards the sky and was faced with the full moon.
Meanwhile in a tower not too far from the lake, a girl with long blonde hair looked up into the sky at the moon. She hated the winter months because night was so much longer than the day, but her consolation was the full moon. This particular night seemed to glisten brighter, and she couldn't help but feel like the moon was seeking her.